Wang Qinian didn't care about the trials that Mr. Kel'thugad was going on, and there would never be a shortage of power-hungry among Dalaran's mages.

Mortals can be corrupted, shaken, or bought. Compared to them, Wang Qinian cares more about his undead subordinates, especially those who have unquestionable loyalty and will only obey his orders.

Of course, his attention at this time was focused on the Book of Medivan that he had obtained. The book is large and heavy, wrapped in red leather inlaid with gold, and the cover is intricately engraved with a black crow with its wings outstretched. The book is still stained with the blood of the ** master, and Wang Qinian has reason to suspect that this will make it more effective......

That is, until Benedictas broke through the door, interrupting his reading. Of course, there were two other death knights who flew in and out of the window at the same time, Iska and President Datang, who seemed to stick to their posts, but were met with force majeure.

"What's the matter, ma'am. Wang Qinian frowned, his fingers turning a page over the book. "You broke the doors and windows of the hotel, I won't pay a copper plate for it!"

"The Holy Light Sect will compensate!" the priestess also looked unhappy, "Your Excellency, my connection with my lord has been cut off!"

Wang Qinian, who heard the news, put down the book and stood up, "And then?"

"There's no one to contact me now!I can feel that my lord is no longer in this world!, don't you understand what that means?" said Benedictas, who was even more upset.

"Oh, you're saying that guy with tentacles on the upper body and frogs on the bottom half of his body is missing!" Wang Qinian didn't think there was anything wrong, anyway, this side was not their main battlefield, and it was no problem to take back the projection occasionally. Although at this time I feel like I have a sense of being pitted.

"Watch your words, Tedamir! you're talking about a great ancient god!"

"I know. Wang Qinian raised his head, two blue swirling flames shining in his eyes, "Mortal, see which one you are facing!"

"Hug ...... I'm sorry," the priestess's face turned ugly, and she knelt down and bowed, "I didn't know if Lord Meow was here......"

"Alright, I got it. You can step back and remember to take care of the compensation before you leave. ”

"Yes, I'll take my leave first......

It wasn't until the Twilight Prophet, who had become the new archbishop of the Stormwind Kingdom, withdrew, that Wang Qinian's brows became a mess. In order to maintain his demeanor, he never lost his temper in front of his subordinates, except, of course, Sindragosa.

"Billy!, we're all scum!" he began to curse in the empty room. It's not just that the title of the bishop makes him unhappy, he tried it just now, and the ancient god is indeed lost. According to the feedback from the middle two and the fine division, the goods did not withdraw to the first plane at all. Even Yugsaron, who said he wanted to transform in retreat, had never done such a thing as taking back all the projections of all planes.

And the authority of this thing is too high, right? This thing you can accept if you say you can accept it? The ancient gods of this plane were born on the plane as a history that doesn't actually exist - who made the birth of this plane relatively late in the Azeroth timeline.

Considering the fact that the Elder Gods can't be killed in this plane system, a sense of déjà vu arises spontaneously!

This bastard is simply selling his teammates!Wang Qinian held the Shadowless Sword tightly......

However, there is no such thing as a blessing, and there is no single line of evil. The Twilight Orb in his pocket is starting to react again, and someone is calling him through it.

"Ms. Fasqi, I hope you don't have any bad news. ”

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency," came the voice on the other side of the bead, "there is good and bad news. ”

"Then you better say yes first. Wang Qinian gritted his teeth and said.

"The Nightmare of Emerald Dream has been fixed, according to the blueprint you gave. As long as there are negative emotions in this world, they will be brought into the dream by the spirit body, reinforcing the ever-expanding nightmare in the Emerald dream. ”

"Barely good news, what's next. ”

"Harvey is dead. ”

"me!"

Harvey was originally an upper-class elf, but was later empowered by the Dark Titan Sargeras and transformed into the world's first Sartre. Unfortunately, he was turned into a tree by Malfurion, the great winner of life, 10,000 years ago and killed with his own hands.

The ancient god Zanes thought he was useful, so he protected the soul of Harvis. He gave Harvey a lot of power, so that the tree with the will could slowly recuperate, and then use the way that all the trees were connected to the natural dream to infiltrate the dream, and become a dark force, that is, the Emerald Nightmare, and Harvey became the Nightmare King.

Wang Qinian asked the tree-growing Sartre to trap the druids in the Emerald Dream to create an opportunity for him to corrupt and control the World Tree Nodashir.

To this end, Wang Qinian provided the blueprints for transforming the Emerald Nightmare, and promised him that after he completely corrupted the World Tree, the Emerald Nightmare would be able to completely shatter the boundary layer between the Emerald Dream and the Azeroth World, forcing the two worlds to merge into one, and making the Emerald Nightmare completely envelop the world.

"How did you die?" asked Wang Qinian, who calmed down his emotions. His plan obviously couldn't have such a problem, and he didn't let Harvey go to war with the druids, but just used nightmares to pester them and absorb their power for his own use, there is no reason why he will die!

"He tried to take revenge on Malfurion, and then Malfurion cut down his Tree of Souls. ”

Wang Qinian crushed the Twilight Orb, why do some people always don't understand the truth that if you don't die, you won't die! And Zanes, is he just watching there, Malfurion doesn't have a Gundam, so he can bring back the people/trees!

He shook his head, now was not the time to lose his temper, he had to make amends. Those druids who have woken up only need to make their hearts touch with the heart of Nodashir and listen to the sound of the World Tree for themselves, and they will find that the World Tree is corroded. Gotta find something to do for them, it's not enough to purify the Emerald Dream!

Wang Qinian quickly contacted a certain middle and second ancient god, asking him to let his subordinates contribute and sacrifice to the cause of the ancient god......

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The midday sun scorched the quicksands of Silisus, and the great ancient walls that were lined up beyond the Scarab Wall.

Time flies, no matter how cruel nature is, exposing the huge shell of the scarab wall to the scorching sun layer by layer, but the never-ending heat wave seems to be unable to shake it......